Look at me

I wrote this, and then I realized how snobby it sounded but I hope that you can see the real, deeper meaning behind it. Tell me if you understand the poem, maybe you'll have a different take on it. maybe it's just me.

It's not my party so you don't have to look my way. I'm not screaming your name, I'm not asking for your time. You didn't have to turn to look at me. You didn't need to stop and stare. I don't remeber asking you to talk to me. Your attention wasn't requested, but it was certainly appreciated.

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I think I understand, she wasn't looking or asking for attention but deep down inside she longed for it and the fact that he came over to speak meant the world...that's what I got from it! Amazing piece of work! Check out mine sometime, please